{"id":145,"date":"2025-05-05T04:23:09","date_gmt":"2025-05-05T04:23:09","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/?p=145"},"modified":"2025-08-23T03:39:45","modified_gmt":"2025-08-23T03:39:45","slug":"la-carretera-de-vermont-historia-de-terror-de-hombres-lobos-en-bosques-vol-3-creepypasta","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/la-carretera-de-vermont-historia-de-terror-de-hombres-lobos-en-bosques-vol-3-creepypasta\/","title":{"rendered":"LA CARRETERA DE VERMONT | HISTORIA de TERROR de HOMBRES LOBOS en BOSQUES VOL. 3 | Creepypasta"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"has-black-color has-text-color has-link-color wp-elements-aa5f3a8a01d227fc3d683c226e9be305\">Mi padre siempre dijo que los bosques guardan secretos\u2026 pero nunca imagin\u00e9 que querr\u00edan tragarnos vivos.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"576\" src=\"https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/57.-El-motor-se-apago-subitamente--1024x576.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-368\" srcset=\"https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/57.-El-motor-se-apago-subitamente--1024x576.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/57.-El-motor-se-apago-subitamente--300x169.jpg 300w, https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/57.-El-motor-se-apago-subitamente--768x432.jpg 768w, https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/57.-El-motor-se-apago-subitamente--1536x864.jpg 1536w, https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/57.-El-motor-se-apago-subitamente--1280x720.jpg 1280w, https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/57.-El-motor-se-apago-subitamente-.jpg 1920w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-black-color has-text-color has-link-color wp-elements-41d89063d32d708c164ba52327247744\">Despu\u00e9s de un largo viaje por carretera, llegamos al l\u00edmite del <strong>bosque de Narval<\/strong>, un lugar al que pocos se atrev\u00edan a entrar. \u00cdbamos a acampar una noche. Solo eso. Mi padre, yo, y <strong>Rex<\/strong>, nuestro perro san bernardo, leal y enorme como una roca con patas.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-black-color has-text-color has-link-color wp-elements-659121b9018d989bbaca7cb378d9c637\">La idea era reconectarnos. Desde que mam\u00e1 muri\u00f3, todo hab\u00eda cambiado. Mi padre se volvi\u00f3 m\u00e1s callado, m\u00e1s fr\u00edo. Pero amaba los bosques. Dec\u00eda que en la naturaleza uno pod\u00eda escuchar lo que el mundo trataba de advertirte.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-black-color has-text-color has-link-color wp-elements-dc0e478a9c6f8eb0793091e48057216c\">Esa tarde, mientras arm\u00e1bamos la tienda, Rex no paraba de olfatear el aire. Gru\u00f1\u00eda sin motivo. Su pelaje se erizaba con cada crujido entre los \u00e1rboles. Mi padre lo tranquilizaba, pero yo notaba su mirada: tambi\u00e9n estaba tenso.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<script async src=\"https:\/\/pagead2.googlesyndication.com\/pagead\/js\/adsbygoogle.js?client=ca-pub-7657117780916855\"\n     crossorigin=\"anonymous\"><\/script>\n<!-- Post -->\n<ins class=\"adsbygoogle\"\n     style=\"display:block\"\n     data-ad-client=\"ca-pub-7657117780916855\"\n     data-ad-slot=\"4735576412\"\n     data-ad-format=\"auto\"\n     data-full-width-responsive=\"true\"><\/ins>\n<script>\n     (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({});\n<\/script>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"576\" src=\"https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/60.-Jake-asintio-y-nos-preparamos--1024x576.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-370\" srcset=\"https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/60.-Jake-asintio-y-nos-preparamos--1024x576.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/60.-Jake-asintio-y-nos-preparamos--300x169.jpg 300w, https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/60.-Jake-asintio-y-nos-preparamos--768x432.jpg 768w, https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/60.-Jake-asintio-y-nos-preparamos--1536x864.jpg 1536w, https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/60.-Jake-asintio-y-nos-preparamos--1280x720.jpg 1280w, https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/60.-Jake-asintio-y-nos-preparamos-.jpg 1920w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-black-color has-text-color has-link-color wp-elements-3d5b723e04af6b57f7512e805f133a60\">\u2014\u00bfQu\u00e9 tiene, pap\u00e1? \u2014pregunt\u00e9.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-black-color has-text-color has-link-color wp-elements-1b6b46b9bf830b33305455c1cec94323\">\u2014Debe haber zorros\u2026 o algo m\u00e1s grande.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-black-color has-text-color has-link-color wp-elements-2323593f4dd0fc7108779182cab31efe\">Pero no eran zorros. Lo descubrimos esa noche.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-black-color has-text-color has-link-color wp-elements-1dec6d091b771f49cdf302750ac75432\">El primer aullido vino desde lo profundo del bosque. No era un lobo com\u00fan. Era un sonido que parec\u00eda desgarrar el aire, largo y lleno de rabia. Rex se puso de pie, mostrando los dientes, su gru\u00f1ido m\u00e1s grave que nunca.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-black-color has-text-color has-link-color wp-elements-170106c25df8df0485c51dfd4a24060a\">\u2014Recoge tus cosas \u2014dijo mi padre\u2014. Nos vamos ahora.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<script async src=\"https:\/\/pagead2.googlesyndication.com\/pagead\/js\/adsbygoogle.js?client=ca-pub-7657117780916855\"\n     crossorigin=\"anonymous\"><\/script>\n<!-- Post -->\n<ins class=\"adsbygoogle\"\n     style=\"display:block\"\n     data-ad-client=\"ca-pub-7657117780916855\"\n     data-ad-slot=\"4735576412\"\n     data-ad-format=\"auto\"\n     data-full-width-responsive=\"true\"><\/ins>\n<script>\n     (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({});\n<\/script>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-black-color has-text-color has-link-color wp-elements-b906ac11a82f45121e73cab2476afb7a\">Pero era demasiado tarde.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-black-color has-text-color has-link-color wp-elements-71a18baff462adefdea9bb1a243952b2\">Apenas salimos de la tienda, escuchamos ramas romperse, como si algo pesado se moviera entre los \u00e1rboles. Algo que no corr\u00eda en cuatro patas\u2026 <strong>sino en dos<\/strong>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-black-color has-text-color has-link-color wp-elements-2d043df112139fcd9f7c851fc9bd4cb5\">Mi padre encendi\u00f3 la linterna. Un destello ilumin\u00f3 por un segundo lo que parec\u00eda un torso cubierto de pelo, enormes garras\u2026 y ojos amarillos que nos observaban con hambre.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"576\" src=\"https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/66.-Antes-de-poder-responder-una-figura--1024x576.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-371\" srcset=\"https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/66.-Antes-de-poder-responder-una-figura--1024x576.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/66.-Antes-de-poder-responder-una-figura--300x169.jpg 300w, https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/66.-Antes-de-poder-responder-una-figura--768x432.jpg 768w, https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/66.-Antes-de-poder-responder-una-figura--1536x864.jpg 1536w, https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/66.-Antes-de-poder-responder-una-figura--1280x720.jpg 1280w, https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/66.-Antes-de-poder-responder-una-figura-.jpg 1920w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-black-color has-text-color has-link-color wp-elements-194809831a60c827ca687fd604c23c26\">Rex se lanz\u00f3 sin pensarlo.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-black-color has-text-color has-link-color wp-elements-f148c01cbd3c2a31c02a9f8b1ed5e5d0\">Lo o\u00edmos chocar con algo en la oscuridad, seguido de un chillido&#8230; luego un rugido.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<script async src=\"https:\/\/pagead2.googlesyndication.com\/pagead\/js\/adsbygoogle.js?client=ca-pub-7657117780916855\"\n     crossorigin=\"anonymous\"><\/script>\n<!-- Post -->\n<ins class=\"adsbygoogle\"\n     style=\"display:block\"\n     data-ad-client=\"ca-pub-7657117780916855\"\n     data-ad-slot=\"4735576412\"\n     data-ad-format=\"auto\"\n     data-full-width-responsive=\"true\"><\/ins>\n<script>\n     (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({});\n<\/script>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-black-color has-text-color has-link-color wp-elements-e33c4e84952070d87208b90c3b279efa\">\u2014\u00a1Rex! \u2014grit\u00e9, pero mi padre me sujet\u00f3 del brazo.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-black-color has-text-color has-link-color wp-elements-9b8d993dd64e6610e7644bbb376e34c2\">\u2014\u00a1Corre!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-black-color has-text-color has-link-color wp-elements-073ee9c69325ba17ea2e1c88b164c83a\">Corrimos por el bosque como si el mismo infierno nos persiguiera. Detr\u00e1s, algo nos segu\u00eda, r\u00e1pido, fuerte\u2026 y hambriento.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-black-color has-text-color has-link-color wp-elements-b611c6d999f536153c389550a5736d23\">Nos escondimos entre unas rocas. Mi padre sac\u00f3 su navaja y me mir\u00f3 con una seriedad que nunca le hab\u00eda visto.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"576\" src=\"https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/70.-Llegamos-a-una-pequena-cueva--1024x576.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-372\" srcset=\"https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/70.-Llegamos-a-una-pequena-cueva--1024x576.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/70.-Llegamos-a-una-pequena-cueva--300x169.jpg 300w, https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/70.-Llegamos-a-una-pequena-cueva--768x432.jpg 768w, https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/70.-Llegamos-a-una-pequena-cueva--1536x864.jpg 1536w, https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/70.-Llegamos-a-una-pequena-cueva--1280x720.jpg 1280w, https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/70.-Llegamos-a-una-pequena-cueva-.jpg 1920w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-black-color has-text-color has-link-color wp-elements-14fac1731629f1eec16bf4783deeb16a\">\u2014Si algo me pasa\u2026 t\u00fa corres. No mires atr\u00e1s. \u00bfEntendiste?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-black-color has-text-color has-link-color wp-elements-c1a1d1ffc182a2cecee95a98a6cae5cb\">Yo no respond\u00ed. Solo asent\u00ed con l\u00e1grimas en los ojos.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<script async src=\"https:\/\/pagead2.googlesyndication.com\/pagead\/js\/adsbygoogle.js?client=ca-pub-7657117780916855\"\n     crossorigin=\"anonymous\"><\/script>\n<!-- Post -->\n<ins class=\"adsbygoogle\"\n     style=\"display:block\"\n     data-ad-client=\"ca-pub-7657117780916855\"\n     data-ad-slot=\"4735576412\"\n     data-ad-format=\"auto\"\n     data-full-width-responsive=\"true\"><\/ins>\n<script>\n     (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({});\n<\/script>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-black-color has-text-color has-link-color wp-elements-096621a170cae11df6719b5081637ebc\">El silencio cay\u00f3 por un momento.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-black-color has-text-color has-link-color wp-elements-bf1ec82b32700257c809906dadf64821\">Luego\u2026 <strong>los pasos<\/strong>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-black-color has-text-color has-link-color wp-elements-910c4064256f5fb33bb1fd8069aeab19\">Pesados. Lentos. Respiraci\u00f3n jadeante. Estaba cerca.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-black-color has-text-color has-link-color wp-elements-b3e12ab6c0faede51dded7977e8a64f4\">Mi padre sali\u00f3 de golpe, gritando, para distraerlo.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"576\" src=\"https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/71.-Nos-movimos-en-silencio-1024x576.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-373\" srcset=\"https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/71.-Nos-movimos-en-silencio-1024x576.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/71.-Nos-movimos-en-silencio-300x169.jpg 300w, https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/71.-Nos-movimos-en-silencio-768x432.jpg 768w, https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/71.-Nos-movimos-en-silencio-1536x864.jpg 1536w, https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/71.-Nos-movimos-en-silencio-1280x720.jpg 1280w, https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/71.-Nos-movimos-en-silencio.jpg 1920w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-black-color has-text-color has-link-color wp-elements-adef8b2dcd78a992a44d4cae1206ce56\">\u2014\u00a1Ven por m\u00ed, maldito!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-black-color has-text-color has-link-color wp-elements-c5602b82a77335959daea0eefb2ed4c8\">Y entonces lo vi. Una criatura inmensa, m\u00e1s alta que cualquier hombre. Su hocico goteaba sangre, y sus garras parec\u00edan cuchillas negras. Salt\u00f3 sobre \u00e9l.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<script async src=\"https:\/\/pagead2.googlesyndication.com\/pagead\/js\/adsbygoogle.js?client=ca-pub-7657117780916855\"\n     crossorigin=\"anonymous\"><\/script>\n<!-- Post -->\n<ins class=\"adsbygoogle\"\n     style=\"display:block\"\n     data-ad-client=\"ca-pub-7657117780916855\"\n     data-ad-slot=\"4735576412\"\n     data-ad-format=\"auto\"\n     data-full-width-responsive=\"true\"><\/ins>\n<script>\n     (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({});\n<\/script>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-black-color has-text-color has-link-color wp-elements-ebef1a2386e567c4dd127749757590a8\">Yo cerr\u00e9 los ojos.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-black-color has-text-color has-link-color wp-elements-5afc2557cf9f344026782ab116b9848f\">Un nuevo rugido llen\u00f3 el aire\u2026 pero no fue el de la bestia.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-black-color has-text-color has-link-color wp-elements-b4926284713badd6a39d8c339045f23f\">Fue <strong>Rex<\/strong>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-black-color has-text-color has-link-color wp-elements-ce8c53f04a75a4fffd0420c30ea12b2e\">Roto, sangrante, pero vivo. El perro mordi\u00f3 la pierna de la criatura con tanta fuerza que esta aull\u00f3 de dolor y solt\u00f3 a mi padre.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"576\" src=\"https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/68.-Tropece-con-una-raiz-y--1024x576.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-374\" srcset=\"https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/68.-Tropece-con-una-raiz-y--1024x576.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/68.-Tropece-con-una-raiz-y--300x169.jpg 300w, https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/68.-Tropece-con-una-raiz-y--768x432.jpg 768w, https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/68.-Tropece-con-una-raiz-y--1536x864.jpg 1536w, https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/68.-Tropece-con-una-raiz-y--1280x720.jpg 1280w, https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/68.-Tropece-con-una-raiz-y-.jpg 1920w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-black-color has-text-color has-link-color wp-elements-6ce78e1f608548002d260e5f6d2eb5d1\">Corr\u00ed hacia \u00e9l. Mi padre estaba herido, pero consciente. Aprovechamos la distracci\u00f3n para huir, mientras Rex peleaba como si supiera que ese era su destino.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<script async src=\"https:\/\/pagead2.googlesyndication.com\/pagead\/js\/adsbygoogle.js?client=ca-pub-7657117780916855\"\n     crossorigin=\"anonymous\"><\/script>\n<!-- Post -->\n<ins class=\"adsbygoogle\"\n     style=\"display:block\"\n     data-ad-client=\"ca-pub-7657117780916855\"\n     data-ad-slot=\"4735576412\"\n     data-ad-format=\"auto\"\n     data-full-width-responsive=\"true\"><\/ins>\n<script>\n     (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({});\n<\/script>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-black-color has-text-color has-link-color wp-elements-07ac5cec76d6272653b29211e29ee5c1\">Amanecimos abrazados junto a una carretera secundaria, cubiertos de barro y sangre. Unos cazadores nos encontraron y nos llevaron al hospital.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-black-color has-text-color has-link-color wp-elements-ab22d489c6a0597eb87b4222959c42ac\">Nunca hallaron a Rex. Pero yo s\u00e9 que luch\u00f3 hasta el final.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"576\" src=\"https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/76.-Al-salir-encontramos-a-Max--1024x576.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-375\" srcset=\"https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/76.-Al-salir-encontramos-a-Max--1024x576.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/76.-Al-salir-encontramos-a-Max--300x169.jpg 300w, https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/76.-Al-salir-encontramos-a-Max--768x432.jpg 768w, https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/76.-Al-salir-encontramos-a-Max--1536x864.jpg 1536w, https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/76.-Al-salir-encontramos-a-Max--1280x720.jpg 1280w, https:\/\/robinsonfowler.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/76.-Al-salir-encontramos-a-Max-.jpg 1920w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-black-color has-text-color has-link-color wp-elements-f4058ee32d531fb2e3dd50e50705ad9f\">Mi padre ya no volvi\u00f3 a hablar del bosque. Pero todas las noches, cuando la luna llena aparece\u2026 se encierra en el s\u00f3tano.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-black-color has-text-color has-link-color wp-elements-3c8608e4a37bbebbf85936d93ffbb584\">Y yo\u2026 oigo rasgu\u00f1os en la puerta.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>FIN<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-black-color has-text-color has-link-color has-large-font-size wp-elements-8612e75ba00a7b1e5ec868b0c68d9bf3\"><strong>VIDEO RECOMENDADO:<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-embed aligncenter is-type-video is-provider-youtube wp-block-embed-youtube wp-embed-aspect-16-9 wp-has-aspect-ratio\"><div class=\"wp-block-embed__wrapper\">\n<iframe loading=\"lazy\" title=\"LA CARRETERA DE VERMONT | HISTORIA de TERROR de HOMBRES LOBOS en BOSQUES VOL. 3 | Creepypasta\" width=\"640\" height=\"360\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/1BQSrr8TvmY?feature=oembed\" frameborder=\"0\" allow=\"accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; 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